Thriller: I created an alien asylum

White spiders emerged from Chen Yu's body like a tide.

Countless spiders gathered together, forming a white wave.

They jumped towards those strange things one by one.

Those people watched helplessly as those white spiders, which looked pretty good, jumped onto the heads of those "ghosts", then quickly bit through their foreheads and drilled inside.

They shuddered immediately.

As if he had already felt the pain, he quickly covered his forehead, fearing that the spiders would also crawl into his head.

Fortunately, the spiders just crawled over their bodies and did not jump onto their heads.

After the spiders had taken over the brains of all the weirdness in this carriage, they swarmed into other carriages.

The resentful figurines who were originally looking at Chen Yu twisted their necks and turned their heads back.

Boom!

The subway itself shook.

The surrounding carriages, chairs, and handrails began to twist and deform.

“Ahhhh!!!”

Those people fell to the ground and screamed.

They dodged the shaking objects, but the carriage was so small that they could only hide in the middle.

Fu Zeyu looked at the carriage, "Is the whole subway just this weird thing?"

Does this mean that they have entered a strange belly?

The others became even more frightened after hearing what he said.

However, unexpectedly, when those deformed creatures wanted to attack them, the resentful figurines actually stood up and protected them.

Uncle Ge was amazed and said with envy and sigh: "As expected of a Contract Master. It seems that his ability is biased towards manipulation. That spider should be the type that can manipulate a person's body. 】

[And it can control not only one, look at the number of spiders. If every spider can control one weird, then it can control tens of thousands of them at the same time. 】

[And I don’t know if this is the upper limit of the place. 】

After listening to Uncle Ge's explanation, Fu Zeyu was even more surprised.

powerful! So strong!

Although the ghost master can use strange abilities, he is limited by human mental strength, physical strength, strange energy, etc.

It is quite difficult to use strange abilities.

After all, a portion of mental power must be used to suppress the weirdness.

It is far from being able to exert one's full strength.

The ghost master does not have this concern and can even summon monsters to help, directly fighting two against one.

The more Uncle Ge thought about it, the more he drooled.

It smells so good! This ability.

What is a ghost master? He doesn't want to be one anymore!

When he re-condenses his body, he will definitely join the Outcast Society!

Chen Yu watched as the spiders wove a web that tightly sealed off the inside of the subway. All the deformed objects were stuck in the spider webs and moved slower and slower.

And those resentful figurines were controlled to crawl darkly on the spider web.

For a moment, I couldn't tell who was more evil.

The subway gradually stopped.

Chen Yu walked slowly in the middle of the carriage. He squatted down and touched the ground.

This kind of strange creature whose entire body is an object is rare. Most of them have some spatial attributes or alternative abilities.

For example, the courier ghost looks more like a courier box, and it possesses relatively rare spatial properties.

Some types of cars are so strange that they can even travel through space.

Chen Yu let out a little bit of his aura.

Even just a trace of S-level aura was enough for the monster to sense that it was not someone it could afford to offend.

The subway ghost was in tears. It didn't expect that it would swallow such a powerful ghost. If it had known that you were S-level, it would never have let you in.

"Keep going!"

Shen Yu said in a cold and unquestionable tone: “Don’t stop.”

The subway train moved slowly towards its original destination.

Boom--boom--

Those people looked at Chen Yu with shocked, strange and admiring eyes.

They looked at each other: Oh my god! Is this a person with special abilities?

Could it be the official ghost trainer?

So handsome! The sound is nice too!

Is this the point?

The point is that we are saved, right?

They immediately looked at Zhao Yuyang and Fu Zeyu with gratitude.

Zhao Yuyang had a strange look in his eyes. No wonder the other party was not sure whether the subway was dangerous or not, but insisted on getting on it.

Yes, if there is a ghost trainer in the subway, then it is obviously safer to be next to this ghost trainer in human identity than in an unknown subway station.

But how did the other party find out that the other party was the Ghost Master?

Zhao Yuyang thought for a moment and asked, "Where is this subway going?"

Fu Zeyu shook his head: "I don't know, but..." He glanced at Chen Yu, "No matter where we go, we can only stay put."

Otherwise, could you jump out of the car?

And perhaps this senior had his reasons for doing so.

[Boy. ］

Um?

[Something is wrong. Why do I feel the breath of Hell? ］

Um?

ah?

Fu Zeyu's pupils trembled.

What? The breath of Hell?

[Uncle Ge, how do you feel...]

He was halfway through his words when he realized that Uncle Ge was now in the state of a soul.

If he had not accidentally entered this strange device, he would have gone to the underworld to report his reincarnation.

If the underworld really exists in this world.

[There is no mistake! This feeling makes my whole soul feel comfortable, and there is also a faint sense of calling. Although I have never felt this breath before, I will definitely not mistake it when it appears!]

It was as if it was engraved in all souls, an aura that could never be erased.

Uncle Ge was a little scared.

He actually doesn't want to die, otherwise he wouldn't try so hard to come back to life.

Let’s not even mention what would happen if a soul like him approached the underworld.

For a group of living people like them, going to the underworld is not a good thing!

But the subway continued to move forward.

The windows on both sides of the car were pitch black and I couldn't see anything.